Hundreds of meters away inside the east gate, a hundred and ten ragged people were huddled in a remote hut, each with horror and unease written on their faces.

Most of these people are wealthy families who escaped from the center of the city.

The reason why I want to escape from the east gate is because of folklore that there is a green peak in the eastern suburbs of the capital, and there are immortals who can fly to the sky and escape on the green peak.

In the midst of the chaos, it was rumored that even His Majesty the Emperor had died in the palace, and the army that quelled the chaos had not yet appeared, and the order of the past was gone.

Who else can these defenseless people rely on? Only the legendary immortals can bring them an ethereal sense of security now.

But after witnessing the hordes of refugees slaughtered like dogs by the soldiers at the city gate, they had to huddle in this slightly dilapidated and cramped tiled house.

Everyone was trembling, and no one noticed.

The original owner of the house, a three-year-old girl, was curled up in a leaky corner.

Her straw mat had been occupied by a family of three, and the little boy in the woman's arms had not forgotten to grimace at her, and the corners of his mouth were hooked into an innocent smile.

The little girl had a clear slap mark on her face, which was given to her by the middle-aged man who looked honest.

As for the reason, the little girl is unwilling to give up her straw mat to the little boy who "needs" warmth more than herself.

The rain of blood from the sky fell on the top of the little girl's head, and her two little hands covered her chest.

In her arms, she had half of the bread that Daddy left for her before going out, she ate half of it herself, and the remaining half was to be left for Daddy who went to work outside.

These people are in the city, and the worst one has a large courtyard with three entrances, who has ever had the experience of being crowded in such a dilapidated house.

However, although this kind of dilapidated house is leaky, it is also good at such a time, and those thieves who burn and loot often do not come in and loot when they see this kind of dilapidated dwelling.

Because a house like this, the people who live in it will certainly not have any wealth, and it is not worth the thieves to break down and rob.

There are really a lot of big families in the capital, so why bother to get along with these poor hahas?

After a long time, these people began to complain.

"What a place, it's dirty and smelly, and there's rain leaking overhead."

"If it weren't for the evil spirits outside, I wouldn't have entered such a pig dent."

"This dilapidated house is probably built by the scumbag who fled into the famine, you see that the roof has collapsed, and he doesn't know how to make up for it, it's really muddy and can't support the wall, it's really a shame for our capital!"

The little girl buried her head deep in her knees, and these vicious words pierced the little girl's heart.

Suddenly, there was a "grunt" sound from the crowd.

Then, the grunt spread like an infectious disease, and everyone touched their bellies, looked at their surroundings, and couldn't help but sigh.

If it were a different day, the house would have been full of sumptuous dishes by this time.

Although it is not said that the meals are all delicacies from the mountains and seas, but chicken, duck and fish are available at every meal, how can you be as hungry and frightened as you are now.

But the little boy in the woman's arms made a fuss, because he was a picky eater, and he poured out all the morning food he had risen, and now he was already grumbling with hunger in his stomach.

"Mother, I'm hungry, Dad, get me chicken legs!"

The middle-aged man's face was embarrassed, this is the only seedling of his family's three generations, if he is hungry, it will be repaid, but where to find food for him now?

The woman straightened up, parted the crowd in the small space, tossed and turned, and finally came to the stove of the tiled house.

But there was nothing in the stove, she didn't give up, and rummaged through the broken tiles, not to mention that it was food, not even a mouthful of water.

The woman couldn't help but scold, "It's so poor that my grandmother's house."

The man on the straw mat looked around, his gaze scanning, and finally landed on the little girl curled up in the corner.

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As soon as he thought about it, he got up and walked towards the little girl.

The little girl heard footsteps approaching her, and looked up in fear.

saw that it was the uncle who slapped himself, and he was already standing in front of him at this time.

The little girl was very afraid of the middle-aged man in front of her, so she couldn't help but shrink her body again.

The man asked with disgust on his face, "Little girl, is there anything to eat in the house, if so, I will pay for it."

After saying that, he took out a piece of broken silver from his bosom, which weighed about two or two.

Such an ingot of silver, even at the price of the capital, is enough to go to a good restaurant on weekdays to order a table of big fish and meat, and have a delicious meal.

And this is the little girl's father, who went up the mountain to chop firewood for a few months before he could earn a huge amount of money.

The little girl stared blankly at the white silver flower, in her memory, the only time Daddy took out such a white ingot in front of her was a year ago.

At that time, in addition to the silver, Daddy also brought her a string of sugar gourds.

Stained with sugar water, sweet and silky, red, put it in your mouth and bite it, the whole person will melt.

The middle-aged man looked a little impatient, and directly lifted the little girl up with one hand, and scolded: "Little girl, do you have anything to eat, what are you doing there!"

The little girl was hurt by him, tears rolled in her eyes, but she didn't dare to cry.

She looked at the silver in the man's hand and muttered, "Daddy is out, and there is nothing to eat at home, only ......."

The man impatiently threw the little girl on the ground, and scolded, "If you have something to eat, don't you take it out quickly, you want to starve my precious son to death, right?"

The floor in the house was uneven, and the little girl was bruised and swollen at once, and the half of the bread that she was holding in her arms also rolled to the ground.

Everyone's eyes lit up when they saw the bread, and the man took a bite on the little girl.

He smashed the silver in his hand directly on the girl's head, picked up the half of the bread and returned to the straw mat, not looking at the little girl whose forehead was smashed by the ingot of silver.

The man handed the dough cake to the little boy as if flattering: "Dabao, eat quickly, you won't be hungry after eating."

After two days, the dough cake was already as hard as pig iron, and there was even a row of small tooth marks on it, and there was a lot of dust on the ground.

But in this situation, this half of the bread can be said to be the hope of survival, and the precious value of food can only be reflected in this desperate situation.

However, the little boy did not seem to realize the current situation, and he didn't even look at the half of the bread, and knocked the bread to the ground with a handful of dances.

He cried and said, "I want chicken legs! I want prawns, I don't eat this pig food."

The woman touched the boy's head dotingly, then turned to her husband and said, "That cake is so dirty, don't say it's for Dabao to eat, even you and I can't eat it, let's wait until we get out of the city and then use the silver to buy some food in the suburbs."

The man said, "But, when will I be able to get out?"

The woman ignored him, patted the boy on the back, and whispered softly to lull the noisy child to sleep.

Helpless, the man could only bow his head to find the half of the bread, this morning up to now, he didn't get his teeth in the water, and he just stayed up until now.

Coupled with the fright along the way, although the half of the bread is a little less, it is not bad to use it to pad the stomach.

But after searching for a long time, the man couldn't find the half of the bread that fell on the ground.

After a while, the man got up violently and scolded, "Who stole my bread with a thousand knives! Straight thief, I ......."

He scolded for a long time, but the crowd was silent.

Everyone's eyes secretly intersected, but none of them paid attention to the man who scolded his mother.

Xu was tired of scolding, and the man simply sat on the ground, but it seemed that he couldn't swallow a breath in his heart.

He slammed to his feet, the sound of heavy footsteps echoing through the small space, making him depressed

The atmosphere became even more dull and uneasy.

The man walked up to the little girl who was curled up on the ground, reached out and grabbed her by the hair and lifted her up.

"Little, hurry up and hand over all the food to Lao Tzu, otherwise I will skin you alive today!"

The little girl's big eyes were already full of tears, and the five finger marks on her face had not yet disappeared.

At a young age, she naturally wouldn't know why such a large group of people inexplicably broke into her home.

Without saying a word, he occupied the straw mat and snatched the bread left for Daddy.

She only felt very aggrieved at this time, but she held on and didn't let the tears in her eyes fall.

If she didn't speak, the anger of the middle-aged man surged up.

rounded his palm, and a big slap slapped the little girl's already puffy little face.

With a snap, the little girl was sent out directly in the air, and the crowd gathered in that direction saw her flying over, but none of them had the intention of reaching out to help.

In an instant, the crowd dispersed to make a clearing, and with a soft thud, her thin body fell heavily to the ground.

A wisp of red blood oozed from the corner of the little girl's mouth, and she fell motionless on the cold ground, and was directly knocked unconscious by this slap.

The man was still angry, and rushed to the front and raised his foot to step on the little girl's head.

At this time, the woman sitting on the straw mat said lightly: "Kill this little bastard and dirty the house, I don't know how long I will stay in it, throw her out, and I will feed the hungry wolves who eat people outside."

The man stupidly withdrew his raised big feet, and said with an embarrassed smile: "What Madam said is that it is still too cheap to kill this little like this, so I will throw her out."

The hundred and ten people in the room didn't say a word, as if they acquiesced to what the middle-aged man did.

They are in a similar situation to the men, and they can be said to be people of the same class.

The life of a low-level child is as cheap as mustard in this troubled world, and if he dies, he will die.

The middle-aged man grabbed the little girl by the hair again, lifted her up, and walked straight to the door.

The woman also did not forget to remind, "Throw her away, and don't let the hungry wolves smell us."

The man replied, "I know, I'll throw her out."

As he spoke, his hand was already on the doorknob.

As soon as he pushed open the door, the bloody breath came to his face, which frightened the man and slumped on the ground.